[Robin's POV]
I kick a can on the cement into the gutter. Cursing at it for being in mt way. I don't know why I did it, I could have stepped over it. I turn the corner to the hotel and walk in, waving to the doorman, I had to change into street clothes when I chose to stay with Bruce here, we don't need anyone making the connection between Batman and Robin and Bruce Wayne and Dick Greyson. I stroll through to the elevator mentally cursing at myself for the third time today. All I have been able to think about is how much I want to make sure Beastboy is alive, or at least doing better. I have called the tower tons of times with no answer, they don't want to talk to me. My keycard lets me into the hotel, when I look down at it I think of the whole college mistake, how none of this would have happened if I wouldn't have made Raven go in undercover.
Bruce sits at his desk with his files out, he is still trying to jail everyone who worked with or for Conner, trying to put the case to bed completely requires everyone involved to be behind bars. He looks up at me and doesn't say a word, just looks back down. I sit down on the couch across from him in this pent house. That's his style, the penthouse of every hotel.
"Have you decided to finally talk about why you are here with me instead of with your team?" He asks, I sharply inhale and nod sitting forward putting my elbows on my knees.
"They made me leave, physically removed me from the tower. I don't know why either, I have been making it obvious that I am on the same page as them, I miss her too, I need her back too, I am hating on myself and blaming myself too. So I don't understand why they hate me so much. Don't they see I am trying?" I ask. I fidget with the zipper on my jacket sitting back but sitting up straight. Bruce closes the folder he was looking through leaning back on his couch. He just stares at me. His stare has always been intense makes you feel like you are in trouble with him even when you aren't.
"Dick, they won't stop being mad at you just because you are also mad at yourself. You miss Raven, but to them you don't get that right because they blame you for what happened to her." He says, I know he is right but it doesn't make it less confusing. How will I fix it if they won't think that I have a right to miss her to? How will I tell them I am on the same page as them if I am not allowed to be.
"I just don't get why I couldn't be there for B, like it's not like that was my fault either. " I reply he nods and rubs his chin with his fingers.
"It's because they wouldn't need to be giving him intense medical attention if Raven was there. She is-was your in house healer." Bruce answers. That's what Cyborg said to. I could admit that I felt responsible for all of it, but I just need a chance to fix it with them. What else can I do go back to Gotham with Bruce? Leave the team for good? I can't do that, as much as it would be easier than trying to fix something with people who don't want me to fix it.
"I didn't think I was that bad of a leader, but they make me feel like maybe I was" I admit Bruce nods and thinks to himself. I wish I could read how he is feeling.
"Every leader makes mistakes, I have made plenty of mistakes. I made mistakes with Jason. I made mistakes with Babs, it's just sometimes how it goes. When you make a mistake though the sooner you realize it the less you have to fix. When you keep making the mistake or making the one worse that's when you have to do the hard work to fix it. I am afraid that's where you are right now. However, as long as you learn from it, I am sure you could do it." He explains, it makes me feel slightly better than he feels like I could fix this. Even though to me it looks pretty much unfixable. I can't even go to the tower, or Starfire will probably fly me to China.
Which means for the time being I need to give them time to be angry, they need to be able to reach out to me and tell me it is okay to come back. Which could be forever knowing how stubborn each one of them could be. Bruce returns to looking through files as I think about everything I could say to them once they let me back in. How will I even start? How long will it be until I will be able to even try? I hate not knowing the answer to the questions I keep re-asking in my head.
I just want my team back, all of them.
[Raven's POV]
It's weird to sit in a towel in front of Jason, sure he has seen me naked before but that doesn't make it any less weird. Knowing how he saw me while Conner was violating me makes it worse. Thought the part of me that feels for Jason yearns for his touch. Maybe I just need touch that I consent to. Put some balance back in my life. I patiently wait for my clothes to be done in the dryer, we have washed and dried them but the hard blood hasn't come out of all of the clothes, I will need to throw them away as soon as I get to the tower. I can tell he is trying not to look at me, his eyes find my body or my face and then almost immediately look away to something else. I can oddly enough feel a sense of sadness coming off of him. He knows how I am feeling in some way or another.
"Why do you keep looking at me?" I finally ask breaking the silence between us. He sighs and walks over to me sitting on the bed next to me. I slightly tense up with him being this close to me while I am basically naked.
"It's just been really easy to sleep with you here, you leaving is kind of...hard" He says to me, I know what he means sleeping next to the man who saved my life not once but twice does make me feel safer at night, even with my powers able to defend myself it's nice to know he cares.
"I know, it is for me too. " I monotone
"You just can't let them think you are dead I know" He says "I'm going to go check on your clothes"
He gets up from the bed and walks through the bedroom door heading downstairs to the laundry room. It's hard for me to leave to, I want so badly to leave with him like he said we could. Maybe one day it will be possible for me too. I think about going to my team again, walking through the tower doors. My heart races at the thought and my stomach does cartwheels in my body. I breath some centering breaths to calm the rising anxiety. What if they are mad at me? What if now that I have died they realize they don't need me, or they like the team better without me. I shove those thoughts into the deepest part of my mind and take some more centering breaths.
Jason opens the door and hands me my clothes turning around so that he wouldn't watch me dress, he's such a gentleman sometimes. When he doesn't curse in ways that would make a sailor blush, which is actually saying something. I quickly dress throwing the clothes on swiftly so he wouldn't have to stand there facing the wall for too long. I run my hands down the shirt feeling the holes where I was shot and the crusty blood.
"I'm dressed" I monotone, he turns around and nods looking me up and down. He must see the holes in the shirt as well. I can see him shift uncomfortable from one leg to the other.
"So, how are we doing this? Do I just chuck you through a window, not sure if I could do that" He deadpans, I roll my eyes
"No, I am going to teleport to the garage. You don't really need to do anything, just lay low, I will reach out to you" I reply, he nods. We have been over the plan ten times. I know he just wants to buy time before I have to go, before we both have to sleep alone.
"What if they don't react well? I can always come and beat their ass, well maybe not Starfire but birdbrain and the robot. I got" He jokes, at least I think he is joking. I let out a small chuckle and shake my head.
"I won't need you to do that. You already beat the fuck out of Robin once, I don't think you need to do it again." I reply he folds his arms across his chest and smirks at me.
"Nah, I need to break his jaw. It's a tradition now." He answers. We fall into a comfortable silence, I look around the comfort of this room, how much like home it makes me feel. I feel his eyes on me watching me take in my last moment here.
"I will be in contact" I say he steps towards me putting a hand on my shoulder. I reach up to him and smash my lips onto his mouth before I have time to think. He kisses back wrapping his arms around mt waist.
We don't pull away, he deepens our kiss traveling his hands down to my hips pulling me into him until there is basically just atoms between us. I feel a rising hunger for more as I slip my tongue through his lips. He grabs my throat and guides me back to the bed. We topple over onto it, he catches himself with a strong arm as he now leans against me. I can feel his member hardening through his jeans. He pulls away from the kiss looking down at me, I can feel the need and lust rolling off of him.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" he asks, I smile because it's sweet he cares. I do take a moment to think about, the fact that I can choose and my choice will mean something overrides any feeling of anxiety I have.
"Jason...shut up and fuck me" I demand.
He smiles and stands up yanking off his shirt and unbuttoning his pants. I grab my shirt off and throw it besides the bed waiting for him to come back down to me. He doesn't instead he grabs the hem of my pants un doing them himself and yanking them off my legs. The sudden cool air that once again hits my legs takes me by a good type of surprise. Next to come off is my underwear. He throws them aside and stares darkly at me. He runs a finger down to my slit rubbing it gently. I let out a soft moan of delight and lay my head back enjoying the feeling. He kisses each of my thighs slipping his tongue down to my slit. I moan again gripping the sheets as a chill runs through my body. He continues his tongue play focusing mainly on the top of my slit where my clit is. He firmly grabs my thighs and holds me into his face. His eating becomes more intense as I can feel chills of pleasure roll through me coming out in soft moans and a need for more. I can feel myself rising already. He sneaks a finger into me pulling it in and out with fast pace. It makes the rising more intense, I bare down and release a loud moan as I climax, my legs shake and my stomach twitches as he keeps going. He stands up from his position and moves on top of me. I want to beg him to be inside of me, that's how badly the need for him is. It doesn't take long for that need to be fulfilled as he pushes himself into me. I gasp, his length surprising me for the second time. His pace begins slow sending the feeling of mini orgasms through me. I grip his arms tightly feeling my nails dig into his forearm he doesn't appear phased as he keeps his pace.
"Fuck" he grinds out as he quickens his pace his thrusts are rough and fast and I can feel in inside my gut. I keep my moans steady. He uses his hand that isn't keeping him up and grips my breast through my bra which I forgot to take off. He pulls the bra down exposing my hard nipple and rubs it in circle with his thumb as he fucks me. He pinches down on the nipple the mix of pain and the pleasure causes my moans to raise in volume. He quickens his pace thrusting deep and fast. I can feel every inch of him as he pulls out and pushes back into me. I basically grip the sheets so tightly my knuckles are turning whiter than normal. His fingers pinch my nipple slightly harder but he stops pinching. He puts my breast in his mouth sucking hard as he continues his thrusts. I can feel my eyes rolling back in my head I begin to climb again. I release the sheet gripping his back wanting to pull him closer to keep him from stopping. I dig my nails into his back hard as I climax moaning loudly. My legs shake hard, even when the orgasm stops. He finishes soon after pulling out of me. I release a deep exhale which comes out as a half moan.
"You know that'll make it harder to leave right?" he asks, I nod as I dress myself again. The memory of him in me making me crave slightly more.
"I know, I just needed it" I admit, he nods and dresses himself. I finish getting dressed smoothing out my clothing and making sure my hair doesn't look suspicious. Jason looks like he is less upset about me leaving now, having given him a proper goodbye.
I lean over and give him a hug a tight grip and he returns it. It's comforting but heartbreaking at the same time. I stand back from him look at him as I teleport away into the garage of the tower.
XxX
I can feel the teleportation like being squeezed into a tiny hole. I look around the garage, it looks like just like I remember it looking. I hear metal clanging onto the floor and I swing around meeting the eyes of Cyborg. His lips slightly parted in a dazed look.
"Cy? I say lightly
He doesn't say anything just steps forward with a hand out. It connected with my shoulder and his mouth closes. I can't read his expression but his emotions are rolling off of him in strong waves. Anger, happiness, confusion all at the same time. He doesn't move for a second but when he does it's to pull me into a tight hug. I feel something in my back pop but I don't mind. I just wrap my arms around him as tightly as I can. He pulls away first grabbing both my shoulders.
"How is this happening?" He asks I smile
"Let's go tell the others first so I can explain to everyone" I say he nods and releases my shoulders walking hastily through the garage doors and too the elevator. He just feels giddy now barely able to hold still the whole elevator ride, when it reaches the comm room level the doors swing open. Beastboy sits on the couch holding the white egg he had won me that night at the carnival I felt another piece of my heart break for him. He turns around first his jaw dropping almost down to the floor, he races over the couch and is in front of me in less than a couple seconds.
"Raven?" He asks, his eyes are wide and hopeful, all I can do is nod. He hugs me tightly, I go to hug him but see his back covered in gauze. He was wounded? Badly by the look of his winces to squeezing me.
"Go get Star" Cyborg tells Beastboy, he nods and almost full sprints down the hall before turning into a dog and running through the halls. Cyborg rubs his face with his metal hands and it sound weird but a noise I am used to by now.
"I just don't understand, it's been..long enough for this to be confusing" He says I nod and put a hand on his shoulder. I knew he would take it hard. He has always been like a big brother to me. If there is one thing I was sure of it was that he wasn't going to be completely okay about me being gone.
"FRIEND RAVEN?!" I turn around to a tight hug that cracks more than just my back.
"Star, can't breath" I grind, she releases and looks at me with awe.
"I am afraid I do not understand" she says, I nod and suck in a deep breath remembering the story that we had come up with.
"I uhh...well I almost died. My spirit self felt the danger I was in so it attacked Conner and then teleported me into a pocket dimension to heal. It took me so long to heal and gain enough power to come back into this dimension. I couldn't heal while I was there because Conner had this medallion with him that kind of...pushed away my powers. Luckily close to death my spirit self kind of just took over but it used so much energy to push passed the medallion that I couldn't teleport for so long" I lie, it feels like one too. Makes my stomach twist in ways that make me sick.
Everyone else seems to be buying it through, they mostly just seem happy to see me, happy I am standing right in front of them and not dead. I can feel their happiness radiating off them. Cyborg sits on one of the barstools, he seems to be deep in thought about something, at the same time all three of them are staring at one another.
"Let me heal you" I offer to Beastboy, he nods and turns around showing me his back, I take off the gauze placing them on the counter, his was burned badly and deeply. I allow my hands to glow their bright blue as I run my hands over his back. It starts healing almost instantly.
"What happened?" I ask
"Dr. Light." Starfire answers, they all exchange glances one more time, I can sense something is wrong. That's when it hits me. Where is Robin?
